“How about a bitch?” she asks and that makes me smile.
I lift my hand into the air and point in her direction. “Yep, heard that one before, and I love it.”
“You love being a bitch?”
“To you, yes, I truly do.” I am met with silence and I know that I’ve reached my goal. I have gotten beneath her skin and she is boiling over. I try not to laugh when I hear the sound of her stomping away and she mumbles profanities in my direction. I think I secretly strive to piss her off at least once daily. But if she doesn’t like it she does have the choice to stay the hell out of my business. It’s no one’s fault but her own that she is a nosy asshole.
“Knock, knock.” I lift my head and peer in the opposite direction, toward the back door of my house. Jillian and Sophie step outside, and are both smiling. “What did you do to Cruella de Vil now?”
“Uh ya know,” I sigh. “I left my garbage can in the ditch.”
“You’re the devil,” Jillian gasps playfully covering her mouth.
“And when she called me a bitch I smiled with pure joy and pretty much thanked her for the compliment,” I say with a shrug as they both join me on my patio.
“Doesn’t she know by now that calling you a bitch is liking crowning the new queen. She needs to step up her game if she truly wants to compete,” Sophie plays along.
“She will never survive this battle. I would have to care what she thinks to have any of her insults burn me.” I sit up and turn my legs to the side as they sit down in the two empty chairs. “What brings you two to Montgomery?”
“Shopping for a new hairstylist,” Jillian says and Sophie glares at her.
“Are you still hung up on the idea that Delaney and Gia boinked Finn back in high school?”
“Boinked is such a weird word.”
“Would you rather I said tickled his pickle?”
“Oh my God, you and Adley are ridiculous.” Sophie makes a gagging noise which makes me laugh. I start to make a comment about her gagging and she stops me by pointing and glaring.
I hold up my hands in surrender and again Jillian covers her mouth to hide her laughter. Sophie hasn’t always had the best luck with guys, but Finn and her are so good together. The way it happened was a little crazy. But honestly, I think we all saw it coming when they came up with the weird fake dating plan. It backfired, but in the best way.
“I would be fine with the fact that they had a little whatever in high school. But what I’m not fine with is Gia asking me if he still does this thing with his hips that drives a girl crazy.”
“Well,” I slide forward acting very interested, “does he?”
“I think I’m going to go find your neighbor so I can be her sidekick and finish what she started. I’ll hold you down, and she can do whatever.”
“That sounds a little too kinky for my taste, besides I’m not into girls. However, I do think you are beautiful. Her not so much. I’d do you though for sure.”
She only stares at me and though I want to laugh I don’t. I am pretty great at playing a part, I can hold my cool on most occasions and it’s a little hard to tell if I’m lying or not. At least that’s what I am told.
“We can even keep it a secret, not tell the others. I wouldn’t want them getting jealous.”
“How’s Aaron?”
“Why don’t you ask him?”
“Because I’m asking you,” she adds, trying her best to break my concentration.
“Maybe Chelsea from the other night is secretly a wild girl and she has him tied up in his basement riding him like a bull.”
“And you are okay with that?”
“I am perfectly okay with that,” I assure her and feel a spike of adrenaline rush through me. “He can have half the ladies in Hudson riding him if that’s what he wants.”
“Are you two done?” Jillian asks. “Because this is getting a little uncomfortable for me.”
Sophie and I hold on to our moment, staring at each other and she is the first to break.
